1For the Chief Musician; set to Al-tashheth. A Psalm of Asaph, a Song. We give thanks to you, O God; We give thanks, for your name is near: Men tell of your wondrous works.
2When I shall find the set time, I will judge uprightly.
3The earth and all its inhabitants are dissolved: I have set up its pillars. [Selah
4I said to the arrogant, Do not deal arrogantly; And to the wicked, Do not lift up the horn:
5Do not lift up your horn on high; Do not speak with a stiff neck.
6For neither from the east, nor from the west, Nor yet from the south, comes lifting up.
7But God is the judge: He puts down one, and lifts up another.
8For in the hand of Yehovah there is a cup, and the wine foams; It is full of mixture, and he pours out of it: Surely its dregs, all the wicked of the earth shall drain them, and drink them.
9But I will declare forever, I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
10All the horns of the wicked also I will cut off; But the horns of the righteous shall be lifted up.